Maura: The New Year Tragedy

Hair Dryer

After a long day outside, Maura was immediately sprawled on the bed. He was asleep, but it was only six in the evening. Just after from the grave of Mr. Armand's final resting place, Bryan kept his promise to bring Maura and others a walk in the city of S. They play all day in Surabaya North Quay, they try a variety of culinary while looking at the scenery of cruise ships neatly lined up. After proceeding to Jalan Gula Spot Foto, they took selfies with various properties that had been prepared along the way. And the next plan will be to Surabaya Carnival Park, but canceled because Maura was tired and sleepy.

"Let's go home, Mother. Maura's legs are tired, Maura also wants to sleep on a soft mattress" said Maura when whining was tired and sleepy, but from earlier Maura was only in the arms of Bryan's father. And he usually says his legs are tired.

Bryan pulled both ends of his lips in a faint smile as he looked at his wife who had just walked out of the bathroom. With still wearing a bathtobe wrapped in his wife's plain body, also wet hair makes his wife look fresh and so tempting his faith is minimal and thin cotton.

"Beautiful!" bryan murmured with a full twinkle staring at his wife who was currently drying wet hair and looked so sek si in his eyes.

"Beautiful twilight view. Much more beautiful than the color of the ceiling" said Bryan lyirih admiring the beauty of his wife who according to him more and more beautiful days. Especially since Freya was pregnant, Bryan really could not lie that his wife was much prettier than usual, always fascinated him.

"You're not tired, are you, baby?" bryan asked who stood up from his bed beside Maura who looked so sound in his sleep, but had not yet taken a bath after the streets earlier.

"What if Freya's tired of it?"

"Mas Bryan wants to massage Freya?"

"It was with pleasure that Freya would receive a massage from Mas Bryan." with her hands still busy drying her hair, Freya stared at the reflection of Bryan who was walking closer to her.

"If the massage is a plus-plus massage, you'd love to." Bryan takes the hair dryer from Freya's hand and it is now his turn to help dry his wife's hair.

"That's what Mas Bryan wants." Freya sneered as she stared at the reflection of her husband who was drying his long hair from the mirror. By just wearing long pants without the shirt he had been wearing, whether it had been dumped where the shirt was, Freya did not see it. Her husband looked so seductive and wanted it to taste like Freya biting the torn bread in her husband's stomach.

Bryan just chuckled, he likes to tease his wife the most. Especially if the bed problem, surely his wife will sneer or mock him, even though in a shy heart of the cat. The proof every time his wife's bed sports will be happy and satisfied, like her who is satisfied because she can emit hot lava bursts in Freya cave several times in each round.

"Said that Mas Bryan wanted to give Freya a surprise."

"Where's the surprise?" Freya turned her body to face Bryan, both hands looking up with her head slightly looking up at Bryan who was standing so close in front of her. Not to forget, Freya also smiled at him.

"The surprise is not here."

"I'm surprised I'm still prepared." Bryan patted Freya's hand slowly and asked for a surprise.

"Again front again. Her hair is still wet." Freya snorted and returned to her original position like Bryan had ordered.

"Mas Bryan is still here, how do you prepare it?" freya asked with her busy hands to open some of her makeup tools.

"Most also who prepared the surprise is not Mad Bryan himself, but his men Mas Bryan." Freya sneer glanced at Bryan who looks so sedentary in every process of drying hair.

Bryan only smiled faintly at the scorn of his wife. "If it turns out that prepared your own handsome husband. What will you love?" Bryan looked at Freya from the mirror with his hands still drying his wife's hair a little more still wet.

"What do you think Bryan wants from Freya?" challenge Freya. He looked up, looking at Bryan who was standing behind him.

"What do you ask me?" Bryan squinted his eyes at Freya who seemed to be underestimating him.

"Hm.." Freya nodded with her faint smile.

"If I want this how?"

Freya's eyes blinked a few times as Bryan's lips suddenly grabbed her lips and kissed her greedily. Truly, her husband always took advantage of the opportunity to flirt wherever they were.

Aaarggghhhh

Freya shouted as her hair got into the hair dryer machine.

Bryan who panicked and confused then pulled the flow of electric hair dryer.

"Darling, sorry. I didn't mean it." With regret and panic Bryan tried to remove Freya's hair that went into the hair dryer machine.

Freya looked at Bryan who looked so troubled to take off his tugged hair and enter the hair dryer machine with anger and hatred.

Bryan gulped several times when he saw his wife's lion-like gaze ready to pounce on him. "It's not funny that just because I kissed her, I kept getting a red card from her for making her hair stuck in the hair dryer" Bryan murmured in his heart.

"Hmmm..." Bryan cleared slowly.

"Darling, I just cut her hair." Bryan did not dare to look at his wife, he knew that his current wife was eager to pounce on him. Remembering Freya who is currently so fond of having long hair.

"I_" Aaarrggghhhhh cried Bryan as his foot was trampled so hard by Freya.

Bryan swallowed his saliva roughly looking at Freya who was staring at him sharply full of anger. He only endured the pain in his legs, not daring to complain anymore. And he only found out that his wife had power and strength beyond his expectations.

"Have Freya been pretending to be weak? Steady was stepping on his feet." Inner Bryan who felt pain in his legs.

Freya snatched the hair dryer from Bryan's hand violently and just walked into the bathroom without taking a word.

BRRRAAKKKKKK

Bryan jumped in shock when he heard the bathroom door was closed so tight by Freya. He glanced at Maura, afraid that Maura was surprised and woke up from her sleep constantly crying.

Huufftttt

"The address fails later the surprise."

"Why did I kiss Freya so I didn't turn off the hair dryer first."

"Fucking hair dryer!!" bryan swears at an inanimate object that his wife is currently taking to the bathroom.

"Ihh.all this is because of that arrogant Young Master."

"It has to be cut." Freya looked sadly at her still-concerned hair and entered in the hair dryer machine.

Freya exhaled slowly and pulled out the scissors from the drawer. "If I cut my hair short dong."

"Akkhh...No no no." Freya shook her head several times imagining her hair being as short as it used to be. It will certainly be more rounded face considering now she is pregnant and her weight scales have gone up a few kilograms.

"I don't want short hair." Freya looked at the bathroom door with a sharp look as if Bryan was behind that door.

"Mas Bryan!!!!" freya shouted as loud as she forgot that she was two-bodied.

Freya grimaced as her stomach suddenly felt tight. He continued to take a few breaths to calm his heart. "Sorry Mother yes dear Mother's child." said Freya softly while rubbing her stomach.

Brakkk

"What's your stomach? Debay's not what?" Bryan lowered his head and kissed Freya's stomach while rubbing her gently.

"Bryan's bad mama! Freya doesn't want her hair cut. hyks hyks." Freya hit Bryan's shoulder slowly, she was so upset about her husband's actions that resulted in her hair stuck and entered the hair dryer machine.

Bryan stood up and held one of Freya's hands that was used to hold the hair dryer. Freya held the hair dryer.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't intentional."

"No, don't cry anymore." Bryan wiped the tears that fell on Freya's cheek.

"How to this? Freya did not want her hair cut short." Freya's whimper who chuckles her hair does not want to be cut.

Bryan exhaled slowly, if it had been whining like this not by force to distract his wife, it must be in a gentle way and obey what his wife wants.

"Let's look at the mirror in front of you."

"You face the mirror first." Bryan turned Freya's body to the mirror.

"What does Bryan want?" freya asked when she saw her husband take the scissors he had taken and put it on the sink.

"You open the machine. I use scissors because there can't be a screwdriver here." Freya breathed a sigh of relief when she found out that her husband took scissors not to cut her hair but instead used them as a screwdriver.

"I'm sorry dear." Bryan muttered softly and was still heard by Freya.

"Sorry to ap,_" Freya's eyes glared at her husband's reflection from the mirror.

"Mas Bryan!!" Freya turned around and hit her husband's arm and chest a few times in annoyance.

"I think Mas Bryan used scissors to open the machine, but why Freya's hair was actually Mas Bryan cut?" Freya was so upset and furious at her husband.

"Sorry dear." said Bryan while putting a hair dryer that has been separated from Freya's hair because of the cut of his wife's hair.

"Sorry sorry sorry. It's gonna be Freya's hair."

"Mas Bryan bummer. Mas Bryan had to take responsibility." Freya slid her body away from her husband who could not be trusted and also always throw tantrums.

"here.." Bryan pulls Freya's hand for more on him. "I'll take responsibility."

Freya just snorted. She was already upset with her husband. It is certain, in the end his hair will be cut short also because it has been cut first due to stuck on the hair dryer machine.

Bryan glanced at Freya who was already so upset and angry at him. By holding the scissors and comb, Bryan was creative in his wife's hair.

"Smiling little napa? Poor it's debay it must be sad because the Mother was just angry." Freya only glanced sharply at her husband's reflection in the mirror.

"Are you afraid of looking fat with short hair? That's why I want long hair." Freya just kept quiet not to respond to the babbling of her husband. Her heart was already with her husband.

Bryan chuckled to himself as Freya did not respond at all to his talk.

"Don't arrive because the surprise hair dryer that I prepared failed."

"But I ordered something expensive from abroad and it has arrived the goods."

"Huffd...What is it for Anelis. She's a woman, I'd love the surprise gift I ordered."

"Surely he wants, let alone who loves a handsome man and certainly never before in his heart." Bryan tries to refrain from laughing when he accidentally sees Freya's reflection in the mirror glaring with anger at him.

"Mas Bryan nyebelin, Mas Bryan ngeselin." Freya just left the bathroom. He was so upset by Bryan's talk that he easily gave a surprise gift to his sister, Anelis.

"Just give a surprise gift to Ane."

"I haven't rejected it."

"Sokay know her well that I don't want the surprise she's prepared for."

"The husband doesn't know himself, cuts his hair at will." Freya's murmur with a flaky nose showed annoyance and anger.

"Look!! Ugly would be." Freya speechless with her haircut that was done by Bryan. He could not believe what he was seeing in the mirror right now.

"It's sure it was Mas Bryan who cut my hair." Freya did not believe her husband's work.

"It's totally beyond my expectations."

"I thought it was cut short."

"It turned out to be just tidied up and the results were beyond my expectations." Freya smiled to herself by moving her head right and left while playing with her hair.

"Not being a bummer. Mas Bryan is the best anyway." muttered Freya and walked towards the bathroom where the door was closed and there was a sound of water gurgling.

"Thank you my dear husband."

"Hurry up for the bath, I'll wait for the surprise."

Bryan rubbed his hair with a smiling shampoo when he heard his wife scream from outside.

"For females, anger only comes first after seeing the results immediately klepek-klepek."

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Assalamualaikum

Sorry just up again, too many end-of-year deadlines to forget about the world for a moment.

Thank you to the FreBry Lovers who are still waiting for the continuation of the story of Freya and Bryan.

Healthy always for you readers and authors.

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